After dealing with government affairs for a week, Dongshu once again grabbed the black bag.

"Congratulations on grabbing it: Deep Sadomasochism*1."

This time, Dongshu guessed that he should be the first one to rob, and there was no doubt.

Because the hand speed is too fast.

The black bag appeared, and Dongshu had already poked it, and before he could react, he had been sent to the mission world.

Eyes closed and opened.

Everything around me has changed.

It's not my own lounge anymore.

But......

A queen bed.

Dongshu's first reaction when she opened her eyes was that her home was so white!

White sheets, quilts, white walls and home decorations.

It gives the illusion of being in a hospital.

But it turns out it wasn't.

Because there is a trace of silver silk thread that is not too obvious on the edge of the carpet next to the bed, which blends into this inch of pure white, this room does not look so much like a hospital.

Moving his body slightly, Dongshu's second reaction was......

My body was sore and painful, and I felt uncomfortable afterwards.

Especially the lower body, if you move a little, don't mention this sourness.

Dongshu's first reaction was that she wouldn't be dressed as a married woman.

The news of the black bag group was long overdue when Dongshu guessed.

Shao Qiuxi: Female, 25 little model, died by suicide.

Please fulfill Shao Qiuxi's wish!

A 25-year-old model?

Seeing this news, and thinking of the sourness on her body, Dongshu had a not very good feeling.

In the next second, he closed his eyes slightly and began to sort out the memories of the original owner.

After a few seconds, Dongshu opened her eyes, closed them again, and opened them again......

Well, the world, donkey her again.

There is no memory.

The black bag group is skinny again.

It's a pit without memory.

Remembering those years, because there is no memory of the world that overturned.

Dongshu found that she had experienced so many worlds, and there were not too many who had no memory.

However, the most overturned car is the world without memory.

Because there is no memory, there is no way to analyze it, or there is no way to empathize with it, and I don't know what the original owner's wish might be.

It's all about guessing, and the Buddha system is fateful.

This time there was no memory.

Dongshu sighed slightly, and then got up.

The original owner was lying on the bed naked.

The bed is very dry, and there is no sticky feeling on my body.

However, the soreness in the lower body still reminds Dongshu, don't think that the bed is clean and the people are clean, last night was really a calm night.

got up and put on a thin quilt at the head of the bed, and Dongshu walked down barefoot to take a look.

It's a large room, and the décor is simple but luxurious.

Not much stuff, there is a small sofa by the window.

Double, with a small coffee table in the middle.

There was a very large dressing table against the wall by the window, and then there was an oversized bed diagonally opposite the dressing table.

The rest of the room is left blank.

The room was big and luxurious.

Through these, Dongshu can analyze that this is a modern world.

As for whether it is parallel or not, this one will not be left for the time being.

However, the bed is a double queen size bed, the sofa is a pair, and the two single sofas have lovely throw pillows, although they are all white, but they are two.

There are two pillows on the bed and only one quilt.

On the balcony outside the window, some green plants are planted, not too many varieties, but they are all in pairs.

From this, Dongshu has a speculation.

It's hard to say, the original owner is really a married person.

This is troublesome, Dongshu has never had such an identity.

At most, it's a widow.

If this person is particularly bad, he won't be dragged to the laboratory for dissection, right?

Dongshu pursed her lips, picked up a pure white pajama from the sofa, and put it on her body.

Then he pushed the door open and walked out of the room.

After pushing the door open, Dongshu realized that this should be a villa.

Because the room where I sleep is the second floor.

As soon as you push the door, you will see a revolving escalator on the right-hand side and a few meters outward.

Downstairs, a middle-aged aunt is busy cleaning.

After hearing the movement, he raised his head and asked, "Miss Shao, do you want to have breakfast now?" ”

Dongshu keenly grasped a key point from the other party's words.

Miss Shao.

It's not Mrs. or Mrs., but Miss Shao.

This title can prove two things.

Or, she is not the serious wife of the male owner of this house, she may be a junior raised outside, or she may be a fourth or fifth child who is not in the queue.

Either that, he has a high status and is the owner of this house, and the man who has disappeared temporarily is just dependent on himself to live.

That's why this aunt will call herself Miss Shao.

Because she has no memory, Dongshu doesn't know which guess is right for the time being.

However, in response to Auntie's question, Dongshu nodded and said, "Hmm." ”

I don't know the situation, I don't dare to say more.

But breakfast is to be eaten, and Dongshu is a little hungry.

"Okay, Miss Shao, please wait a moment." The aunt responded with a smile, put down the work in hand, and went directly to the kitchen.

Dongshu looked at the other party's figure quietly.

The main hall on the first floor is very large, with sofas and a large coffee table, as well as other decorations.

Compared to the pure white of the room, the main color of the living room is black and white.

The overall style of the villa is on the cold and hard side.

Because it is black and white, it gives people a very cold and ruthless feeling.

From the main color of this room, Dongshu can analyze the personality of the owner of the room.

Indifferent, cold, arrogant, and ruthless.

It's a little imaginary with himself, but after experiencing so many mission worlds, Dongshu's personality has not changed.

After all, she's still a young girl.

Dongshu's ruthless indifference is all used to deal with the battlefield.

Other times, Dongshu feels that she is still very skinny and cute.

NARCISSISTIC ING.

After seeing the decoration on the first floor, Dongshu walked to the next room.

This room adjacent to the bedroom is a cloakroom.

The cloakroom is a bit smaller than the bedroom, about two-thirds the size of the bedroom.

Also in black and white.

The white cabinet, just the edge of the door, is designed with a bit of black frame.

Dongshu walked over barefoot, because there were two super large wardrobes in the room, so Dongshu opened each one and took a look.

In the cabinet on the left, there are all suits and shirts.

In the shirt, black and white are the majority.

Occasionally, you can see a navy blue, or sky blue, but not much, and when added together, it is not enough for a hand.

A suit and shirt are followed by a tie, all of which can be worn with clothes.

Most of them are dark, with a row of belts behind the ties, and the styles are extremely simple, but understated and luxurious.

It proves that the taste of the wearer is still good.

Seeing this, Dongshu's eyes flashed, and she always felt that her first guess might be right.

The owner of this villa may be the man who has not been seen for a while, and he is very likely to be a junior who is raised outside......